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You know people... one the favorite Moderator and made most fun of, or having fun with here is Dumuzi.
This guy has been through everything life could have thrown him and still is in one piece... physically and mentally.
That includes War.
He is very liked here for swating the misconceptions about Islam and he's doing a fine job at it. So why not applaud this great guy with two songs from a known artist to him.... Yusuf Islam.
Moonshadow
Father and Son
Last edited by Taiga Pagan; 26 Jun 2011, 05:02.
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Let's post some song about a French rap guy... yeah rap... I hate rap... but these guys makes it almost likable.
Their name is Manau... they rap in Celtic themes.
Mais qui est la belette? (But whom's the weasel?)
(main chorus, the only interesting part).
I heard the wolf, the fox and the weasel.
I heard the wolf and the fox singing.
La tribu de Dana (The tribe of Dana)
(I corrected several translation errors by the author, and should have got most of em... but there might be some remaining)
The wind blows on the plains
of Armorican Brittany, I throw a last glance on my wife, my son and my lot.
Akim, the son of the blacksmith came to seek me,
druids decided to carry out the combat in the valley.
There, where all our ancestors,
of Celtic warriors,
after great battles, asserted themselves as Masters,
it is the hour to hold and defend our land
against an army of Cimerians ready to clash in battle.
All the tribe met around large menhirs,
to call upon the gods so that they can bless us.
After this prayer with my brothers without making state of zeal,
the leaders gave us to all mouthfuls of mead,
for courage,
without any fail,
to remain tall and proud when we are in the battle because it is the first time for me which I leave to fight
and I hope to be worthy
of the tribe of Dana.
In the valley of Dana La! Li! La!
In the valley I could hear the echoes.
In the valley of Dana La! Li! La!
In the valley of the battle songs close to the tombs.
After some incantations of druids and magic, all the tribe,
the glaive in one hand running towards the enemy,
the fight was terrible and I saw only the shadows,
slicing the enemy who always returned in greather numbers.
My brothers fell one after the other in front of my glance,
under the weight of the weapons which all these barbarians had,
of the lances, the axes and the swords in the garden of Eden
which flown with blood on green grass of the plain.
Like these days of sorrow
where the man drag himself
to the end of the reign
of the evil and hate,
we must continue this
already lost fight,
but such was the pride of all the tribe,
the fight continued like that until sunset,
of extreme ferocity in addition to zeal,
was necessary to defend the ground of our ancestors
buried there and for all the laws
of the tribe of Dana.
In the valley of Dana La! Li! La!
In the valley I could hear the echoes.
In the valley of Dana La! Li! La!
In the valley of the battle songs close to the tombs.
At the far reaches of the valley we heard the sound of a horn,
of an enemy lord who called back all his horde,
had he understood that we would fight even in hell
and to the tribe of Dana these grounds belongs.
The warriors went away,
I did not understand
all the way that they went to stand there,
when I glanced all around me,
I was the only one standing of the tribe, that is why.
My fingers lost their grip
thus releasing my weapons
and along my cheeks started to run tears,
I never understood why the gods let me live
of this black day of our history which I told.
The wind always blows on Armorican Brittany
and I have came back to my wife, my son and my lot,
I rebuilt all with my hands to get to where I am now,
I became king
of the tribe of Dana.
In the valley of Dana La! Li! La!
In the valley I could hear the echoes.
In the valley of Dana La! Li! La!
In the valley of the battle songs close to the tombs.Last edited by Taiga Pagan; 17 Jun 2011, 04:14.
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I'll post three songs from Damh The Bard if you people want more songs posted, add them up in this thread! Because Damh The Bard has a huge repertoire and posting it all in one shot by me would be called spamming! But being posted by you people would be called just posting.
Lughnasadh
The Mabon
Samhain Eve
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I decided to put this song, because it very representative of what's happening with the Earth.
Plus Rien - Les Cowboys Fringants (Nothing Left - Dashing Cowboys.)
Translation:
There's only a few minutes left to my life...
At most, a few hours, I feel myself weakening...
My brother died yesterday in the middle of the desert...
I am now the last human on Earth.
I've been told before while I was a kid...
What the world used to be, a long long time ago...
When the parents of my great grandfather were alive...
There were snow still fell in the winter.
In those times we lived with the pulse of the seasons...
And the end of Summer brought the Harvest...
The water pure and clear flown in the streams...
Where came to drink deers and mooses.
And I only saw a dying world...
Lunar like landscapes and unbearable heat...
And all my friends dying by thirst or hunger...
Like flies falling from the skies until there is nothing left.
Nothing left... Nothing left...
There's only a few minutes left to my life...
At most, a few hours, I feel myself weakening...
My brother died yesterday in the middle of the desert...
I am now the last human on Earth.
It started several years ago...
When my ancestors were obsessed...
By bits of paper called money...
And made certain people very rich and powerful (mainly men).
Theses new gods never yeild to nothing...
Were ready to use any means to get to their goals...
To get even more rich they wipe the Earth clean...
Pollute the sorrounding air and dried the rivers.
After a hundred years some other people stood up...
And warned them that we had to stop it all...
But they dismissed this wise prophecy...
These people only spoke in terms of profits.
It's years after that they saw the insanity...
In the panic they declared the State of Emergency...
When all the oceans had swallowed several islands...
And floods hit big cities.
And after that for a whole decade...
Came the hurricanes and the fires...
Then earthquakes and the big droughts...
On every face everywhere we saw distress.
The people had to fight against pandemics...
Killed by millions by horrific sicknesses...
While others died by thirst or hunger...
Like flies falling from the skies until there is nothing left.
Nothing left... Nothing left...
My brother died yesterday in the middle of the desert...
I am now the last human on Earth...
As I though of it...
The intelligence that was given to us was a rigged gift.
Because there is a few minutes left to my life...
At most, a few hours, I feel myself weakening...
I can't walk anymore, I can barely breathe...
Goodbye forever humanity... Goodbye forever humanity.Last edited by Taiga Pagan; 09 May 2011, 04:18.
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Translation:
Your great great grandfather has cleared the land.
Your great grandfather has plown the land.
And your grandfather has made the land profitable.
Then your father sold the land to became a state employee.
And you my little boy, you don't know what you're gonna do.
In your small 3 1/2 (appartement), too costy, cold in winter.
Then you wish you could become a owner.
And you dream during the niiiiight, to own your piece of laaaaand.
Your great great grandmother had 14 kids.
Your great grandmother had almost the same amount (of kids).
And your grandmother had 3, that was enough.
Then your mother didn't want any, you were just an accident.
And you my little girl, you change boyfriends very often.
When you did something stupid, you dodge the problem by abortion.
But there are mornings you awaken in tears.
When you dream during the niiiiight, of a table surrounded by childreeeeen.
Your great great grandfather has lived the depression.
Your great grandfather he was gathering pennies.
And your grandfather, miracle!!! he became a millionaire.
Your father has inherit it, he put it (money) in his retirement savings.
And you youngster,you owe your ass to the Ministry (education).
With no way to get a loan from a bank.
To calm your impulsive wishes to hold-up a cashier.
You read books that talk abooooout, volontairy simplicityyyyy.
Your great great grandparents they knew how to party.
Your great grandparents they swinged hard during their eves (party).
And your grandparents they knew the Yay-Yay (type of dance) days.
Your parents were in a disco, that's where they came together.
And you my friend, what your're gonna do of your evening?
Shut down your TV, you must not stay indoors (get out).
Gladly in life, some things never changes.
Get into your best clooooothes, because tonight we're gonna daaaaance.
(The word dance get stretched for the long note at the end)Last edited by Taiga Pagan; 01 May 2011, 06:11.
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Come on add some! You guys and ladies love music in some way I am sure of it.
Sorry for the errors after all I type this in air turbulence.
Here's some music from Loreena Mc Kennitt
Mummer's Dance
Mystic's Dream
All Souls Night
The Highwayman
Bonnie Portmore
Last edited by Taiga Pagan; 24 Apr 2011, 19:10.
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Ok, a few heathen songs
Karl Donaldsson - We Are Heathen
Karl Donaldsson - Heimdall
And a celtic song
Slainte - Yew Tree
Last edited by Taiga Pagan; 19 Apr 2011, 05:50.
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